And so...
i think it's EXTREMELY funny that both the butches velvette got herself are servicing bottoms. its so funny. i giggle everytime i think of it- HELL. im gigging NOW. ANYWAYYYSSS
sagie poo of course belongs to the pookie @theacedragon0w0 ofc ofc!!! i tried to match up all the scars- also looking at the new ones made from the "Make Me Yours" comic they're drawing out (go check it out or die.) yea.... expect more of these two soon. i love butch for butch romances bro
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Break room
Hazel x Sage Smut fic
An early bday gift for the pookie @puffymucher so have Hazel and Sage being butches :)
Smut warning: fingerings, intense make out session, groping
Hazel and Sage could barely keep off each other, their tongues tracing their partner's teeth and gums. Hazel gripped Sage's thigh as both of them stumbled into the break room, still tongue deep in each other's throat.
When they reached the table, Sage was hassling to get their tie undone while Hazel helped unbuttoned Sage's dress shirt.
"Heh, yer sure ya got enough time for a quickie sugar?"
Sage groaned at the question, they didn't care if they got a scolding from their hotel acquaintances being late, they needed Hazel now, not to mention that Hazel is nice enough to not let these sessions drag out more than necessary as Hazel understood Sage's situation, having to run back and forth between to jobs to make ends meet.
"Alright let's make this count then," to which Hazel spun Sage around, their tail wrapping around Hazel's hips to avoid losing balance,
"Ffffuck, thank you Hhhazel" Sage managed to moaned out as Hazel's hands worked underneath Sage's bra and boxers.
Hazel enjoyed this side of Sage, the cheery new body guard that melted like butter in her paws, she was also the same with Velvette, turning red at any praise she received.
"Hhhhurg, just like that," Sage whimpered as Hazel's claws began teasing their nipple and clit, their hips pushing against Hazel.
"Didn't think you be this down bad Bluebell,~" Hazel chuckled, nibbling Sage's neck as Sage's moans started to get louder.
Sage's hand that was previously holding Hazel arm moved to cover their mouth, they didn't want to bring in an audience during this intense session. And they were getting close.
Hazel's claw that was at this point kneading Sage's tender breast cupped Sage's face, turning it toward her lips.
Sage unraveled, still lip locked as Hazel's claw that was rubbing them slowly pulled away, sticky from the cum that Sage made.
Hazel pulled away, just enough to speak
"Heh, feel better now?~"
"Yeah" Sage panted, still trying to catch their breath "A lot better, fuck what time is it?"
Hazel looked at the clock that hung from the break room, "it looks to be 'bout 2:15"
Sage's color quickly drained from their face "FUCK IM LATE FOR WORK!" quickly redoing the dress shirt, now wrinkled. Sage didn't bother to redo their tie as they booked it towards the door.
After tidying up, Hazel turned the opposite direction that Sage high-tailed from, surprised to see Velvette standing there with her hands on her hips.
"Had fun in there pup?~"
Hazel scoffed, "Don't act like you haven't had your rounds with them, it ain't my fault Bluebell is cute."
Velvette pouted at her hellhound "well you could have at least invited me," grabbing one of Hazel's arm.
"Heh, maybe next time boss," which made Hazel contemplate
Next time?
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